The Director of Music Department

The scenes of Chinese New Year's Eve, this movie is quite realistic.

Wang Yifan estimated that it was actually filmed on New Year's Eve.

Otherwise, with the director's stinginess, it would be impossible to really arrange the scenes for the New Year's Eve.

Hong excitedly ran to the door of Xiaoxi's house.

"Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi!" Hong shouted.

"Hey, here we come, here we come!" Xiaoxi ran out of the house.

"Here, you said you would tell me the story you wrote on New Year's Eve, come on, tell me." Hong said expectantly.

Then, Xiaoxi began to tell her stories.

In the end, another narration came out: "I still remember this story. It is about a story of the Republic of China. A master's concubine fell in love with the young master who returned from studying abroad, but the young master did not dare to accept her for various reasons. Finally, this concubine sat on the roof tiles of a deep courtyard, with withered vines, old trees, and faint crows, she looked at the evening clouds all over the sky, and smiled sadly..."

"Hong came out to meet me with a happy face. She was looking forward to the story I wrote, but then this New Year's Eve became the shadow of many New Year's Eve in her life."

The camera changes, but it is a woman in a Republic of China costume, sitting on the tiles of the roof...

Wang Yifan was dumbfounded, what the hell is this. Another narration, narration, narration!

You simply don't use the picture, just write it out, or just read it out.

But in the end, Wang Yifan was a little surprised that none of the audience left, but they were still watching this strange movie with relish.

Did I really miss it?

Then, another narration!

Wang Yifan was speechless!

"There are still many such small things in my childhood memories. When I mention them, I will smile knowingly when I know the person involved. I believe this is also the reason why those youth movies are liked by so many people."

In the screen, many old photos appeared.

There are photos of Xiaoxi and Hong running together.

There are pictures of the two laughing together.

There are also photos of Hong opening her hands and protecting the brook behind her, like a hen protecting her chicks.

There are also photos of two people riding bicycles with their hands free, rushing down the slope.

Then there was a picture of a bruised nose and a swollen face! …

As the photos continued to appear, the narration continued.

"Some people have very good friends when they met in their teens. Is it because they have never met better friends in their future lives?"

"No, it's not."

"Life is getting wider and wider, and you will only meet more and more people."

On the big screen, pictures began to appear one after another.

The only difference is that what appeared this time were the smiling faces of the director's friends.

"We're going to meet a lot of great people, a lot of different people."

The photos that appeared at the beginning were handsome men and beautiful women, and then they turned into fat and thin people, anyway, they were either too tall or too short, or too fat or too thin!

"There are even many, in other people's terms, people who are 'upper class'."

As a result, older photos appeared on the screen one after another.

The audience below were all overjoyed, because the photos of "high-end people" were all in suits and leather shoes, with serious faces.

How can this be high-end, it's so simple!

Especially those Wen Juanjuan classmates, all of them burst out laughing, because these people are actually their school's teachers, or guards and the like.

They also participated in the filming.

Finally, all the photos were swept away, and it was Xiaoxi and Hong who appeared in the lens!

"That's a kind of kindness that I'm not afraid of your anger no matter what."

A large wooden bucket filled with water!

Both Hong and Xiaoxi had dirty hands, and suddenly Hong stretched his hands into the big wooden bucket and began to wash.

"Ah, ah, this is the water I drink at home, how can you use it to wash your hands!"

Then, her face turned red, and she said with some sophistry: "It's nothing, those who make big things don't care about small things! It's just small things!"

Seeing Xiaoxi seemed to be still angry.

Hong walked over and bumped her with the shoulder.

Xiaoxi dodged and continued to be angry.

Hong leaned over again, and continued to bump her with his shoulder.

Xiaoxi said angrily, "What are you doing!"

"Still angry?" Hong asked.

"No! You are going to do big things, don't care about trivial matters, why am I angry!"

"Big deal, I'll help you refill the barrel with water!"

Then, the scene changed, and Hong and Xiaoxi struggled to carry the water back, and then poured it into the wooden barrel.

"Why did you two carry water so well? A new pump was installed at home, and the well water can be pumped directly by electricity. Why are you carrying it? Aren't you tired?" A voice rang out. But no one appeared, and the obviously stingy director didn't let anyone show his face.

Hong and Xiaoxi looked at each other foolishly, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

The camera turned back and came to the university where Xiaoxi was.

Xiaoxi was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and was sending a message. The content of the message: "I told my roommate that I also have one. I can tell that the other party wants to come to the door with a look. When we meet each other, I will suddenly laugh. good friend."

"Oh? Are you talking about me?" Hong's message came back quickly.

"Do you know what kind of setup I was doing when I said this? I said, don't hit me."

Hong quickly replied: "Say it, it's okay, I won't hit you!"

Xiaoxi paused, and then began to type with his fingers.

"Actually, what I think is that if you suddenly become pregnant, you don't want others to know, you are lonely and helpless, and the father of the child is nowhere to be seen, and you call me crying and say that you don't know what to do... ...just like in the novel."

Then sent it over.

As a result, within two clicks, Hong returned the message: "Kill you, kill you, kill you! (Expression: Knock on the head!)"

The corner of Xiaoxi's mouth curled up, and he laughed.

Then soon, Hong sent another message: "Actually, think about it carefully, if there is really no one to call, then I will still look for you!"

Xiaoxi's breathing obviously stopped for a while.

Then, she picked up her cell phone and dialed Hong's number.

"Hong, I miss you." The phone was connected quickly, Xiaoxi said.

"Are you pregnant?" Hong asked on the phone.

"Hahahaha!" Then Hong laughed again.

When the camera turned, it was the back view of Hong and Xiaoxi riding bicycles under the setting sun.

"We are not the protagonists in the novel who are going to die or live, but we have worked hard to make a person in the address book who can call her when there is no other way. Even if it is not more than this, it is enough."

"If you have such a friend, then congratulations, if you don't have such a friend, then go to the address book, maybe you can always find such a person!"

"The friendship of youth has never gone away, it is there, and it has always been there."

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